Dust, sweat, and sleeping in.
Yush, I'm writing in here again. My English teacher said it'd be good practise for my linguistic skills. Hah. She can't even spell 'linguistic' if my hunch is right. She's by far the worst teacher I've had in a while. In fact, most of my new teachers suck. And a lot of the pupils too. Some of them are nice enough, but they already have friends of their own there, and the only people I know at that school are either from my old class and pretend they don't know me or are ninth-graders who greet me when I walk past. Then they either giggle and pretend to vomit, or whistle and start laughing like the assholes they are. Depends on which gender they represent. Man, I'm using big words today...
Anyways, nothing much is happening besides school, so I'll start by ranting about that, and then tell about other stuff if I can bother to.
Maths: No matter how much they call it Advanced Mathematics, it's still dead easy. I could pass this with one eye open only...
English: I thought Math was going to be easy. But noooo. /This/ is going to be easy. So incredibly easy. Go ahead and call me narcissistic when I say I'll be at the top of my class... But it's so fucking easy! O.o
Psychology: Well, I'm certainly making a good impression on the teacher... I practically fell asleep during my first lesson because I hadn't eaten all day. Fixed it on the next lesson with Pepsi X (Caffeine! ^^^;), but I think it was too late. The next lesson, I was tardy five minutes. Same thing on the next one. They keep switching classes, so I can never find them on time --; But the lessons are interesting enough. I think the 60+-year-old teacher was a bit impressed when she noticed I was the only one who's ever heard of Coco the gorilla. xP
Physics: This class shall be the death of me >___o I hate physics. And mom made me take all possible courses. AS if I didn't hate it enough already. I /suck/ at converting units et cetera.
Media Studies: Shoot me. Just shoot me. My teacher, whom everyone calls Auntie Dust, is Mental with a capital M. There's no describing her. I can just say that she's MENTAL.
Hmm. Anything else besides my subjects? Well, I haven't had PE yet, so I can't tell what that's going to be like... But it'll be hell, no worries there.
My hours. They're /deadly/. --;;; Mondays I go to 10 and Fridays to 11, but that's the only good things I can get out of this period. Oh, and Wednesday. 9-13. Lovely. But Tuesdays are a pain in the keiser. 8-17. Yes, you read right. NINE FUCKING HOURS OF SCHOOL. Wonderful. It's going to be the end of me. English, Math, double Psychology, double Physics, and triple Media Studies.
I suppose it could be worse. My best friend has six straight hours of Home Economics two days a week. But her studying to be a chef explains that. Plus she's got nice stuff like Production Hygiene and Nutrition Studies.
Nine fucking hours. Please, someone, put me down... I'm in agony...
Anyways, nothing much is happening besides school, so I'll start by ranting about that, and then tell about other stuff if I can bother to.
Maths: No matter how much they call it Advanced Mathematics, it's still dead easy. I could pass this with one eye open only...
English: I thought Math was going to be easy. But noooo. /This/ is going to be easy. So incredibly easy. Go ahead and call me narcissistic when I say I'll be at the top of my class... But it's so fucking easy! O.o
Psychology: Well, I'm certainly making a good impression on the teacher... I practically fell asleep during my first lesson because I hadn't eaten all day. Fixed it on the next lesson with Pepsi X (Caffeine! ^^^;), but I think it was too late. The next lesson, I was tardy five minutes. Same thing on the next one. They keep switching classes, so I can never find them on time --; But the lessons are interesting enough. I think the 60+-year-old teacher was a bit impressed when she noticed I was the only one who's ever heard of Coco the gorilla. xP
Physics: This class shall be the death of me >___o I hate physics. And mom made me take all possible courses. AS if I didn't hate it enough already. I /suck/ at converting units et cetera.
Media Studies: Shoot me. Just shoot me. My teacher, whom everyone calls Auntie Dust, is Mental with a capital M. There's no describing her. I can just say that she's MENTAL.
Hmm. Anything else besides my subjects? Well, I haven't had PE yet, so I can't tell what that's going to be like... But it'll be hell, no worries there.
My hours. They're /deadly/. --;;; Mondays I go to 10 and Fridays to 11, but that's the only good things I can get out of this period. Oh, and Wednesday. 9-13. Lovely. But Tuesdays are a pain in the keiser. 8-17. Yes, you read right. NINE FUCKING HOURS OF SCHOOL. Wonderful. It's going to be the end of me. English, Math, double Psychology, double Physics, and triple Media Studies.
I suppose it could be worse. My best friend has six straight hours of Home Economics two days a week. But her studying to be a chef explains that. Plus she's got nice stuff like Production Hygiene and Nutrition Studies.
Nine fucking hours. Please, someone, put me down... I'm in agony...